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    <title>Wet Dreams</title>
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    <lastBuildDate>Sun, 26 Mar 2006 22:10:47 PST</lastBuildDate>
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    <copyright>Copyright 2006.</copyright>
    <category>Writing</category>
    <category>Entertainment</category>
    <category>Relationships</category>
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      <title>Pensees</title>
      <link>http://digitalwetdreams.blogdrive.com/archive/12.html</link>
      <pubDate>Mon, 27 Mar 2006 06:02:14 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>There must be something wrong with me.
I can begin, but I am, as yet, unable to finish.  I don't like endings.  Conclusions bother me.  And even though I have a firm story in my mind, I can't funnel those thoughts through my head and onto the screen.
My arousal has gone from great to nothing.  I think that's the problem.  I no longer feel the way I did when I began these stories.
I'm sure there's some kind of prescription arousal pill for women . . . if that has to be my muse to finish these goddamn stories that have been unwritten for longer than a year, so be it.</description>
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      <title>Beautiful Stranger</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2006 22:41:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&quot;Who are you?&quot;
&quot;I don't know.&quot;
&quot;What's your name?&quot;
&quot;I don't know.&quot;
&quot;How did you get here?&quot;
&quot;I don't know.&quot;
&quot;Why did you come?&quot;
&quot; . . . I don't know.&quot;
-•-
The rain washed away everything in this state, even colors. In winter you noticed it, when the sky darkened and rain fell, as the landscapes and buildings turned dismal shades of grey. The only bit of color was the trash and debris that swirled over drains, the wasted and unwanted hubris of humankind.
He watched her now, deep in thought. The rain that drizzled down his windows and the faded light of the moon through the evergreens... (more)</description>
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      <title>Unentitled</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2006 07:24:08 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
Part One: Mundus Vult Cecipi, Ergo Decipiatur
Thou art Angelo, and upon this rock I will build my church; and the gates of hell shall not prevail against it. And I will give unto thee the keys of the kingdom of heaven: and whatsoever thou shalt bind on earth shall be bound in heaven; and whatsoever thou shalt loose on earth shall be loosed in heaven.

Traveling from Rome to the Emerald Isle was more exhausting than he expected. The horse - and the donkey - was uncomfortable but traveling by boat, he found, was excruciatingly miserable. Angelo was weak from the pitching and rolling of the... (more)</description>
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      <title>As An Aside</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 05 Feb 2006 05:46:40 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>(I've decided to pick up this blog again.  It's been dormant for so long, gathering dust, collecting moss.  It's been a long time since the erotic side of me needed to be expressed through words; whatever was left from my actions got siphoned quickly through my other blog, the 101.  I've always wanted to continue these writings but it always felt like such a large task to tackle without desire.
I think the greatest artists of erotic art become aroused from their craft, which is proof positive of the innate intimacy and eroticism of their work.
I'll finish the first story, but I wanted to... (more)</description>
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      <title>Digital Wet Dreams</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 01 Aug 2004 21:12:30 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>Like langorous lovers, this site will unfurl into full gloriousness for you soon.  We have been putting on our stockings for you, applying our lipstick, curling our hair, and slipping on our best string thongs for you . . . or, breaking out the champagne, lighting the candles, and setting the mood music.

I know you have been struggling in your pants for me to begin.

And I also know that anticipation is the best foreplay.

So be our best puppy dog and be patient for me . . . I promise something incredible.</description>
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